CHAPTER 112: LINGERING FEELING.

Dinner was amazing; Bloom hadn't felt that happy in a long time. She, Talia, and Reina bonded over sweet chicken drowned in amazing curry sauce. It tasted delicious. When Bloom asked why dinner was almost a fourteen-course meal, Talia's answer was, “The boys are growing.” She didn't know werewolves and lycans ate that much. "So, Bloom, who are your parents?” Valak asked. “Is this an interrogation room?” Silas asked, “Knock it off, Alpha.” “It’s okay, Silas.” But the truth was, it wasn't. She didn't know how to answer that question, and he had thrown it so suddenly at her that she couldn't think of a suitable answer except the truth. “My mom is dead, but my dad is Miguel Stone, and my stepmother is Diana Stone.” She'd never thought that the first place she would introduce those two, as her parents were in a pack of wolves and Lycan gathering. Silas looked up and glanced at Bloom suspiciously. He knew Miguel Stone and Diana Stone, and he also knew that they had only